Freestyle part 39 (Juju Taylor) Lyrics

Bitch, I'm from the bottom, we was dirty, fuck your sneaks

I can't trust my fam, July 4th, they had K's to me

Say you from the block, then call cops, you no kin to me

My mama was on that, but she did great at raising me

My daddy a myth, yeah, that nigga make believe

I'm really from this, my first yachty at 15

My nana still jump in the dumpster, and that's my queen

You can see I'm dirty as fuck, fresh out them ps

My cousin just land and say, hey Julius, I got ps

I be tryna rap, and they pull me back to the streets

This shit so real, it's all allegedly

Face covered in the t can't tell you how much I squeezed

Shout out that white boy, he never said what he seen

I do them niggas dirty, so dirty, I'm Mr. Clean

Was really selling crack, had my own packs at 14

My reality good, but I could fly in my dreams

I jumped out with my babies, and that nigga left the scene

But he tellin' bitches what he gon' do to me

That shit make me laugh, ee, ee, ee

Bitch, I really crash, woe, full speed

This gun is a thot, fuck your whole team

Said this blicky a thot, it fuck your whole team

Don't got play Pretend, you don't like me

Slippery slope, we gon' slide like it's icy

Bitch, I'm from the bottom, we was dirty, fuck your sneaks

I can't trust my fam, July 4th, they had K's to me

Say you from the block, them car cops, you no kin to me

My mama on that, but she did great at raising me

My daddy a myth, yeah, that nigga make-believe

I'm really from this, my first yachty at 15

My nana still jump in the dumpster, and that's my queen

You can see I'm dirty as fuck, fresh out them ps

My cousin just stand and say, hey, Julius, I got ps

I be drummin, rappin, they pull me back to the streets

Oh, no make-believe

Yeah, no make-believe

No make-believe